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“Jesus.” I look to the ceiling. There’s about a thousand ways to interpret what just happened, but I leave that for later, easing her panties and shorts back up and into place, stowing the full baptized toy again in my inside pocket and scooping up pliant body into my arms, kicking open the door to the chapel and half running down the hall to her room.
Inside, I tuck her under the covers, grab a bottle of water from the closet and lift her head, holding it to her lips.
“Drink baby. You need to drink.”
She lets out a soft moan as the water breaks over her lips and I see her throat move as she swallows. “good girl.”
That scared the shit out of me. I can’t lose her, not now.
Somehow, I have to make this right. I never believed this could happen, but here it is. I’ve got a lot of fucking explaining to do but first, I need to get my life in order. There are things inmotion that need finishing before I can give Kitty the life she deserves.
The life we deserve.
“Baby.” Her eyes roll forward, the pink on her cheeks returning. “You scared the fuck out of me.”
“That was intense.” She mutters on a wry smile.
I shake my head, hating what I have to tell her next, but now more than ever, I need to take care of business.
“You sleep. I’ll bring you back some dark chocolate and some electrolytes. Do not get out of this bed until I come back, do you understand me?”
She nods as I give her another sip of water then she lets out a sigh, her face in a twist. “These sheets and this blanket are third world.”
I look down, realizing I never took note before but I run my hand over the scratchy wool blanket and then, crumple the thin abrasive sheet in my hand.
My baby isn’t sleeping on this. “I’ve got a closet full of satin sheets and comforters and everything else that girls have brought with them then left behind. I’ll bring you a pile so you can pick what you want. But, I have to let you know, this evening after dinner, I’m leaving. For two days.”
She blinks, worrying her lower lip with her teeth. “I’m sorry, it’s official church business. I can’t postpone. There’s a phone in an unused office at the end of the hall. I leave the door unlocked. I’ll call you in the morning before breakfast, then after chores and before bed. Don’t miss my call. Or, I’ll have to fly back and give that ass another lesson in following rules.”
“Promise or threat?” She smiles and those dimples light up my soul.
“Both baby. Both.”
“You could just give me my phone back.” She says, with a sheepish smile and my mind spins the deception that’s flowing under this situation between us needs to be handled, but my way. I need to control this narrative because loosing her now would fucking end me.
I scramble for an answer. “We will leave it on the table. If Nathalia catches you with it, she’s been known to toss contraband into the ocean. I don’t want it destroyed, so let’s leave it for now. When I get back, we will get it all figured out. For now, I don’t want to leave you in a situation that’s unpleasant baby. Just relax for a couple days, I’ll leave instructions with Nathalia on what you are to be doing and to pretty much leave you alone. In reflection.”
“I have some things to reflect on.” She chirps as the thought of secret gift on the vibrator makes me question my sanity.
“Good girl. Rest. I’ll bring back some new bedding. Then, I will be down for dinner, but I have to leave right after.”
I leave her half asleep, the thought of leaving her aches in my heart but more than ever, I need to handle the business that’s on the horizon. More now than ever to secure the future I want.
The new future I see.
I head down the hall to one of the storage rooms, grabbing the comforters and sheets, then returning to her room, peeling back the old ones and covering her in pink silk, tucking a new down pillow in a blue satin case under her head before heading to myoffice, leaving notes for Nathalia to let Kitty follow the schedule and not interfere unless absolutely necessary.
I leave instructions on the meals I want her to eat, the water she should drink and a general, don’t fuck with her vibe.
By the time I get back to her room, she’s snoring.
I leave her a Gatorade and a brick of Danish Dark chocolate from my private stash in my office on her bedside table. Lean down and kiss her forehead, my chest tight, hoping there’s a way through this maze and a life I never knew I wanted.
CHAPTER 12
Kitty
“You should at least knock.” I snap as Nathalia delivers the bucket of cleaning supplies to my bathroom.
